February 13, 2003 :: 9:55 a.m.
boils on the penis, nothing fancy
8 o' clock classes suck. I'm sure this isn't revolutionary news to anyone, but I felt the need to state it anyway. I got out of English about 45 minutes early, though, so I can't complain too much about this particular day. I came back to my room and caught the tail end of Buffy on FX, and then trotted over to Humanities to meet Adam for breakfast.
It is so fucking cold outside. It's been a steady 20 degrees or so for the last couple days, which wouldn't be so bad if it weren't for the wind. The wind makes it 6 degrees. Damn the wind! Pox and a curse upon the wind.
Erm... I was going someplace with this entry, but I seem to have lost focus. Boo. It's too early for my mind to function correctly. And yes, I know that it's really not that early. I'm sorry, I have issues with being up before 11. It's sadistic and cruel, much like making two incompatible strangers share a shoebox-sized room for months on end. I'd get up at 6 a.m. every freaking morning, though, if it meant having my own room, so obviously the room-sharing is much worse than the early-rising.
I have to go shower now, because at present I'm unwashed and feeling rather greasy. I'll update later if anything astoundingly interesting comes us. Actually, I'll probably update later no matter what, because I'm a diary whore and have nothing better to do with my time. All of the better things require a measure of privacy that I will never, ever experience again while residing in this dormitory.
Anyway, shower time. Cheers.
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